Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1887-03-07

in torture; the good for the bad: the kind
i for the cruel; the wise for the ignorant;
= the divine for the human. Oh how ten
derly We feel towards any one who has
done great kindness and perhaps at the
imperilling of his own life! How we ought
to feel towards Christ, the Captain of sal
vatiOn, on the white horse riding down
our foes; but in the moment He made the
: victorious charge, the lances of death
struck Him!
There was
VERY TOUCHING SCENE
among an Indian tribe in the last century
: 1t seemed that one of the cheftains had
, slain a man belonging to an opposite tribe,
and that tribe came up and said: I'VE
will exterminate you unless you surrender
the man who committed that crime" The
: chieftain who did the crime stepped out
from the ranks and said: II am not
afraid to die but have wife and four
children, and have father aged and q
mother aged, whom support by hunting,
and sorrow to leave them helpless. T"
Just as he said that his old father from
behind stepped out and said: He shall
not die. l take his place. am old and
well-stricken in years: l can do no good.
| might as we'll die. My days are almost
over. He cannot be spared. Take me" "
And they accepted the sacrifice. Won
dertul sacrifice! you say, but not so
wonderful as that found in the Gospel, for
we deserved to die, aye, we were sentenced
when Christ, not worn out with years, but
in the flush of his youth, said: Save that
man from going down to the pit; .I,oback.
ransom. Let his stripes falll Let me die
Take my heart for hShall it be told to-day
that he may. li,, Notwithstanding all those
IN heaS~ tS, aud all that blood, and all those
isars, and all that agony, you would not
accept Hin?
| WAS it for crimes that | had done,
He grOaned upon the tree
| Amazing pity, grace unknown,
And love beyond degree
There is no woe amid the surroundings
of that scene that impresses me more than
that of His own mother. Iou need not
point her out to me. can see by
THE SORROW, THE ANGUISH, THE WOE,
by the upthrown hands That all means
mother. "Oh," ," you say, why didn' I she
20 down to the foot Of the hill and sit with
her back to the scene? 1t was too horrible
for her TO look upon Do you not know
when child is i'll anguish or trouble it
always makes heroine of a mother? Take
her away, you say, from the cross. You
cannot drag her away. She will keep on
looking; ~ long as her son breathes she
will stand there looking. Oh, what a
scene it was for tender-hearted mother
to look upon! How gladly she would have
sprung TO His relief. 1t was her son. Her
SON! How gladly she would have clam
bered up on the cross and hung there her
self if her son could have been relieved.
How strengthening she would have been
to Christ if she might have come close by
Him, and sO0thed Him! Oh, there was a
good deal in what the little sick child said
upon Il surgical operation of a painful ma
turc must be performed! The doc
tor said That child won't live
through this operation unless you en-
courage him. You 20 in and get his con
sent" The father told him all the doctor
said, and added: Now, John, will you go
through with il? VIII you consent Ia it?'
lie looked very pale, and he thoughta a min
ute and said: "Ycs, father, ifyOuiwill hold
my hand | will" So the father held his
hand, and led him straight through the
peril. Oh woman, in your hour OF anguish
whom do you want with You? Mother.
Young man, in your hour of trouble, who
do you want Ia console you? Mother. If
the mother of Jesus could only have taken
those bleeding feet into her lap! IL she
might have taken the dying head on her
bosom! If she might have said to Him:
at will soon he over, Jesus; it will soon
be over, and we will meet again, and it
will he all we'll" But no, she dared not
come up so close. They would have struck
her back with their hammers. They
would have kicked her down the hill.
There
CAN BE so ALIENATION
ut ALL Jesus must suffer and Mary must
look. suppose she thought of the birth
hour in Bethlehem. ] suppose she thought
of the time when with her boy in her
bosom she FASTENED on in the darkness III
the flight towards Egypt. | suppose she
thought of His bOyhOOd, when lie was the
JOY of her heart. | suppose she thought
of the Thousand kindneSses He had done
her, not fOrsaking her or forgetting her,
even in His last moment, but turning to
John and saying: There is mother; take
her with you. She is old nov. She can
not help herself DO for her Just as ]
wOuld have done for her if ] had lived.
Be very tender and gentle with her. Re
hold thy mother" She thought il all
over, and there is no memory like moth
er's memory, aud there is no woe like
mothers Woe.
remark again: This is tender scene
because il is q Christian reunion. Why
| hot in, tho SasSinnal u,aatinu hen
] asked a woman if il were her son who
sat next TO her, making profession of his
faith, she made no answer; but after
moment, trying tO control her emotion,
she burst into tears ] said within myself,
she need not tell me the story. IL is the
old story of prodigal got ba2k. The
dead is alive again, and the lost is found. "
oh, how maby families there are that re-
jOiCe together to-day.
These Christians during the rest of the
year, perhaps, will not know much abOnt
each other You 90 in one circle Of sOci-
ETY., these 90 in some other circle Of soci-
ETY., and this one travels in that path, and
this one the other path; but to-day we all
come on one platform, and we make one
confession, and we CliI g to one cross. and
we gaze upon one death anguish. IL
seems to me this morning not like a
church, but like great family circle, and
we Join hands around the cross Of Christ,
anu ~. 10 = - f-i'L
one baptism, one cross, one Christ, one
doxology, one heavenr' While / stand
here it seems to me as If this communion
table. which is only seven or eight feet
long and three or four feet wide. wIdens
, until all the Christians of our own denOm-
inatinn can SIT at il; and still the table
wideus until all the Christians in this land
of all names and denominations come and
sit at il; and still the table widens until
it bridges the sea, and Christians on the
other side of the Atlantic come and SIT at
it; and still that table widens, until The
redeemed of heaven miDgle in the commu-
Mon: Church militant; church triumph
ant.
zone army of the living God
| To His command We bow
Part OF the host have crossed the hood,
And part are crossing now.
Again, my friends, this is
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